"manslut" poems
thoughts undress
i spill the stress
but still i am uncertain...
energy transgress
i feel the press
her voice softly spoken ...
predict the taste
soft creamy pink face
her temple is provoking ...
devour her internally
like she aint neva heard of me
till the crack of dawn ..
no joking..
but still i am uncertain ..
tryna find a deeper ride or die
that foreva version ...
is it worth it?
mindless pleasure
this numb *** felling i dont like
it aint workin..
tryna find something deeper
and everytime i think , i always see her..
obsessed with a rare creature
last of her kind
i wana eat her...
in every way possible ..
4th of july make her melt like a popsicle
but still i am uncertain ..
i seek deeper meaning
that foreva version...
Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 4:45 AM UTC